THE TATTLER 1951 THE TATTLER WILLIAMSBURG, MASSACHUSETTS 1951 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL Dedicsli on JEAN HATHAWAY The graduates of the Class of 1951 have only one regret, that someone greater than we, has called Jean Hathaway's warmth to Him. But we still feel your presence, Jean; we still see your smile; we still remember your enduring friendship; and we dedicate the "Tattler" a his- tory of our achievements together, to you. THE TATTLER Jllemorial MR. FOSTER It is our hope that this issue of the "Tattler" will be the best in the history of Williamsburg High School so that it will be worthy of serving as a memorial to Mr. Edward Foster, con- scientious public servant, patient teacher of the youth, and dear and respected friend of all who knew him. THE TATTLER Williamsburg High School Editor-in-Chief ........ Murilyn Graves Assistant Editor Jane Smith Business Manager Gilbert Sears Assistants .... Bruce Purrington, Richard Houghton Harry Pomeroy, Joan Culver, Gail Papineau Literary Editor Dorothy Brewer Assistant Betty Hathaway Alumni Editor Joan Damon Sports Editor Gilbert Sears Assistant ... Marilyn Black Artist Dorothy Brewer Faculty Advisors . . Maria Lovechio, Frances Grinnell CONTENTS Dedication 2 Memorial 3 Faculty 5 Editorial 6 Class Play 8 Senior Class Pictures . . 10 Class History 16 Class Will 17 Prophecy 18 Prophecy on Prophetess 23 Class Grinds 24 Class Statistics 26 Literary 28 Underclassmen 30 Activities 35 Sports 40 Alumni Notes 42 Advertisements 43 ANNE T. DUNPHY PvJ FRANCES GRINNELL •*~H $ EARL TONET FACULTY GERALD RITTER S& IP MARIA LOVECHIO ROBERT BRANCH WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL (editorial On June twenty-first of this eventful year, the class of nineteen hundred and fifty one will, for the last time as a united class, walk into the high school which for so many years has stood as a beacon of success, and there receive the reward for which its members have conscientiously striven. One by one as each is given the diploma which will make him a high school graduate, a future citizen of the world, sorrow will grasp him because even thouah his goal has been accom- plished, each is leaving behind some experience which can never be relived. Indeed this has been a significant and never to be forgotten year for the students and all concerned with school or community affairs. In the high school this year was achieved a har- mony between student and teacher, a fellowship, never before felt to such a degree, which enabled this school to go ahead by leaps and bounds with its aims. It has been a year of sorrow and happiness, both deeply shared by all. The death of an ever faithful senior classmate, closely followed by that of a beloved teacher, struck profoundly at the hearts of each and every per- son who knew them. National and in- ternational affairs affected us as did community problems; as the cold war became a bloody reality and former classmates joined the noble cause, new anxiety as to the future, ours and the world's, was added to the old. But with these trials and tribulations came joys! With the hiring of a new faculty member and retaining of re- spected older ones, a year of success- ful school activities resulted from the harmonious school spirit. School became alive and intriguing as larger and better assembly pro- grams were carefully planned with student and faculty participation. Speakers representing various occupa- tions and professions were obtained whereby knowledge was extended in many fields from nursing to library work. Painless education was provided by means of more frequent movies which improved in interest. New instruments and materials were bought when pos- sible upon suggestions of students and faculty so that classes meant excite- ment rather than drudgery. School spirit soared high in busses to basketball games, on the basketball floor, at parties, and debates. Instead of the usual strife between classes, there was a unification of goals as one and all watched our school progress. Probably the most notable headway was made in sports. As the green wave swept down the basketball year with the record of eight wins and four losses, the school experienced with it a new achievement — that of true school spirii. The majority of students watched as the best coach of all times at Williamsburg High School encour- aged his boys to victory. At the end of the season, praise well-deserved was showered on the three factors re- sponsible for a good year — the hard- working coach, faithful players, and roaring crowd backing them. True, the school in the future will see better years when new classrooms are added, a new gymnasium is built, excellent sports records are made and debating plaques are hanging on the wall; but we, the class of nineteen hun- dred fifty one, will be able to say that we were part of the beginning, and as alumni we will work harder toward greater progress. Yes, it was a sorrowful year; but we will think of it, too, as a year when Williamsburg -High School had one of the best groups of teachers to come here; a year of improvement and en- joyment; a year never to be forgotten and always to be remembered. MURILYN GRAVES <=> <t> ^ \ o <*■ <b WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL The climax of the Senior Class activities was the presentation of the play, "He Couldn't Marry Five," a comedy in which a young man is pursued by five pretty, talented sisters. The reward for long hours of rehearsals, under the direction of Eugene Titus, was the eagerly awaited trip to New York during the April vacation. The cast was as follows: Donald Regan Bruce Purrington Mother ... Betty Hathaway Father Harry Pomeroy April Dorothy Brewer May Murilyn Graves June Jean Ellen Harlow Taris Jane Smith Leona Marlene Shay Etta Shirley Hathaway Granny .... Marilyn Black THE TATTLER ON STAGE, EVERYBODY! 10 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL JOAN BARBARA BACHAND "Joanie" Noted for Dancing Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4; Chorus 3; Club 51 Com- mittee 3; Dramatic Club 2; Freshman Recep- tion Committee 3; Junior Prom Committee 3; Play Committee 4; Sadie Hawkins Day Com- mittee 3; School Paper Staff 1; Student Council 2, 3. JOAN KATHLEEN BALDWIN "Joanie" Noted for Excuses Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4; Chorus 3, 4; Class Play Committee 4; Club 51 Committee 3; Dra- matic Club 2; Freshman Reception Commit- tee 3; Glee Club 3, 4; Prom Committee 3; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3; Student Council 2, 3. RUTH LOUISE BISBEE "Ruthie" Noted for Deviltry Class Historian 1, 3; Club 51 Committee 3; Debating 1, 2, 3, 4; Freshman Reception Committee 2, 3, 4; Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Junior Prom 3; Sadie Hawkins Day Com- mittee 3; School Paper Staff 3, 4; Student Council 2, 3. THE TATTLER 11 MARILYN FAY BLACK "Blackie" Noted for Going Steady- Basketball 1, 2, 4; Cheerleader 4; Chorus 4 Class Historian 4; Class Play Committee 4 Club 51 Committee 3; Dramatic Club 2 Freshman Reception Committee 2, 3; Glee Club 1, 2; Junior Prom 3; Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 4; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3; School Paper Staff 2, 3, 4; Student Council 2, 3; "Tattler" Staff 3, 4; Vice President 3. mSMHHHHB DOROTHY ANNE BREWER "Dotty" Noted for Wolf Girl Cheerleader 2; Class President 3, 4; Class Secretary 1; Club 51 Committee 3; Debating 1, 2, 3, 4; Declamations 1, 3; Dramatic Club President 2; Historian 2; Junior Prom Com- mittee 3; Model Congress 1; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3; School Paper Staff 2, 3, 4; Student Council 2, 3; "Tattler" Staff 4. AARON HOBART BROWN "Leadfoot" Noted for Decrepit Hudson Club 51 Committee 3; Freshman Reception Committee 3, 4; Junior Prom Committee 3; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3; Student Council 2, 3. 12 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL ARTHUR EDWARD CLARY "Archy" Noted for The Draper Class President 2; Club 51 Committee 3; De- bating 1, 2, 3, 4; Dramatic Club 2; Fresh- man Reception Committee 4; Junior Prom Committee 4; Sadie Hawkins Day Commit- tee 3; Student Council 2, 3; Student Council President 2. ALICE CORINNE CURTIS Noted for Many Meetings Cheerleader 4; Chorus 3, 4; Club 51 Com- mittee 3; Freshman Reception Committee 4; Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Junior Prom Committee 3; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3; Student Council 2, 3. BARBARA LOUISE DURBIN "Bobbie" Noted for Giggling Club 51 Committee 3; Dramatic Club 2; Freshman Reception Committee 4; Junior Prom Committee 3; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3; Class Secretary 4; Student Council 2, 3; Student Council Secretary 2, 3; Vice President 2. THE TATTLER 13 MURILYN ETHEL GRAVES "F. G. M." Noted for Fiddles American Legion Essay 2; Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4 Class Play Committee 4; Class Treasurer 2 Class Vice President 4; Club 51 Committee 3 Debating 1, 2, 3; Secretary of Debating 2, 3 Declamation 2; Dramatic 2; Glee Club 3, 4 Junior Prom 3; Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 4; Pro Merito 2, 3, 4; Sadie Hawkins Day Commit- tee 3; School Paper Staff 3, 4; Student Coun- cil 2, 3; Student Council Pres. 3; "Tattler" Staff 2, 3, 4. JEANNE ELLEN HARLOW "Jeannie" Noted for F. D. R. Cheerleader 1, 2, 3; Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4; Class Secretary 2; Club 51 Committee 3; Debating 3; Dramatic Club 2; Freshman Reception Committee 4; Glee Club 3, 4; Junior Prom 3; "Tattler" Staff 2, 3, 4; School Paper Staff 2, 3, 4; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3; Student Council 2, 3. ELIZABETH ANN HATHAWAY "Betty" Noted for Shyness Chorus 4; Class Treasurer 3; Club 51 Com- mittee 3; Dramatic Club 2; Freshman Recep- tion Committee 4; Junior Prom 3; Sadie Haw- kins Day Committee 3; Student Council 2, 3; "Tattler" Staff 4. 14 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL SHIRLEY MAE HATHAWAY "Footsie" Noted for Skipping School Chorus 3, 4; Club 51 Committee 3; Dramatic Club 2; Freshman Reception Committee 4; Glee Club 3, 4; Junior Prom Committee 3; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3; Student Council 2, 3. HERBERT MONROE NYE "Herbie" Noted for Sharp Shooting Basketball 2, 3, 4; Baseball 2; Club 51 3; Freshman Reception Committee 4; Glee Club 1, 3, 4; Junior Prom Committee 3; Stu- dent Council 3. "Lu" LUCIA MARY PENFIELD Noted for Good Taste Basketball 2, 3; Cheerleader 3, 4; Chorus 3; Class Play Committee 4; Class Treasurer 4; Club 51 Committee 3; Dramatic Club 2, Secretary; Freshman Reception Committee 4; Junior Prom Committee 3; Pro Merito 2, 3, 4; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3; School Paper Staff 4, Student Council 2, 3. THE TATTLER 15 GILBERT EDWARD SEARS "Gil" Noted for Athletic Ability Baseball 1, 2, 3, 4; Basketball 2, 3, 4; Boys State 3; Chorus 2, 4; Club 51 Committee 3; Dramatic Club 2; Freshman Reception Com- mittee 4; Glee Club 2; Junior Prom 3; Pro Merito 2, 3, 4; School Paper Staff 4; Student Council 2, 3; "Tattler" Staff 4. MARLENE EVA SHAY "Molly" Noted for "Check your man" Basketball 3, 4; Club 51 Committee 3; Pro Merito 2; Junior Prom 3; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3. JANE ELIZABETH SMITH "Calamity" Noted for Dewey's American Legion Essay 2, 3; Chorus 3, 4; Class Secretary 3; Club 51 Committee 3; De- bating 2, 3, 4; Declamation 2, 3, 4; Dramatic Club 2; Freshman Reception Committee 3; Girls' State 3; Glee Club 1, 2; Junior Prom Committee 3; Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 4; Pro Merito 2, 3, 4; Sadie Hawkins Day Committee 3; School Paper 2, 3, 4; Student Council 2, 3, Secretary 3; "Tattler" Staff 3, 4. 16 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL C/ass J-lishry On arriving at the field, the first thing you see is a large, red beehive, set off from the other beehives. This beehive is strictly for young bees for the pur- pose of teaching them about their an- cestors and preparing them for their futures, whether it be to go to a la: beehive or put their knowledge to work in the world. On September 5, 1947, a group of thirty-eight bees — all workers we thought, but, as it turned out, some drones — entered the beehive where we were assigned to section six, the sec- tion to which all newcomers are as- signed. The Queen Bee, Miss Dunphy, had a section for herself where we often went for advice or instruction. In each section there was an assistant who gave advice on less important matters. The name of the one in our section was Miss Skrivars. We bees elected David Tiley to lead us through our first year's labor. Even with the help of this fine leader we couldn't be excused from the bee-gath- ering that the older bees were hav for us. We had so much work to do we didn't want to bother with any bee- gatherings, but we were forced to go. As if making us go wasn't enough, they made us do fantastic stunts in front of everyone including the queen bee and her assistants. For one stunt some of the boy bees had to dress up in frilly costumes and mimic the queer acts of a supposedly talented girl bee. Singing and several silly dances were added tortures. How embarrassed we were! Most of us completed our first year's work successfully so that we could re- turn for our second year although a few drones had to remain in section six for another year or didn't return to the beehive at all. Mr. Williamson was the assistant in section four, and Ar- thur Clary was elected to be the leader of us twenty-seven workers. This was the year we started a council of bees to try to improve the beehive. We didn't accomplish as much as we had hoped to. In the fall of 1949, Mr. Branch, the assistant in section two, found that he was going to have to cope with twenty- four of us workers. Dorothy Brewer, our newly elected leader, helped us plan honey sales and bee parties to earn money for that big time that was being rumored about. (The rumor was that we were going to, as they say, "fly the hive" next year.) One bee- gathering, the Prom, caused more work than it was worth because we spent weeks preparing for it and made a very small profit. Twenty of us returned last fall to finish our last year in the beehive. We were assigned to section one with Miss Lovechio as the assistant. Being pleased with our leader of the year be- fore, we again elected to lead us Doro- thy Brewer, who helped us put on more bee-gatherings. We also arranged for a play in which the bees displayed their talents, "He Couldn't Marry Five," which we presented to raise money for our escape from the beehive. In April we left for a large field where there were massive beehives, in fact the largest beehives in the world. Here we saw the famous bee actress, Carol Charming, act in the play, "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes." We flew hither and thither trying to keep up with everything that was going on among the beehives, becoming lost in the busy crowds. We saw the place where Bee Grant was buried and the beautiful statue the French bees gave us. We went through several beehives including one where remnants of an- cient animals and articles that our an- cestors made are kept. Fortunately, we all arrived back at the Hive School safely so that, with the exception of two of our fellow workers who left us earlier this year, we shall all receive our certificates. When we m the beehive on June twenty- first we shall be free to do anything we please, but whatever we do or wher- ever we fly, we shall always remember the happy years spent in the Academy for the Betterment of Honeybees, Wil- liamsburg Hive School. BETTY HATHAWAY THE TATTLER 17 Class %fi The Senior Class of '51, being of sound mind and body, do hereby be- queath the following articles to the members of Williamsburg High School who have yet to attain the high stand- ards and excellent reputation estab- lished by this class. Aaron Brown wills to Mr. Branch a season's pass to the Plaza so that he won't have to disguise himself as a wash woman to get in to see the next installment of the Saturday serial. Aaron also leaves the Hudson to sci- ence to see if IT can be explained. Joan Baldwin wills to Miss Lovechio a pair of stilts so she won't feel embar- rassed when standing alongside Tony Soltys. The Chemistry Class wills Mr. Ritter the answers to all the questions asked him in that period. To Miss Dunphy we leave a lie de- tector to be used on any students who, unlike the Seniors, write their own ex- cuses or cut classes. We will Mr. Merritt the balance of the Senior Class treasury to establish a school fund so Miss Dunphy won't have to use the milk money for debates, games, etc. To Mrs. Grinnell we leave a new supply of coat hooks to replace those which every year seem to disappear mysteriously from the coat-room of the Freshmen. We bequeath to Mr. Tonet a mega- phone so that at basketball games the players can hear him as well as the spectators did this year. Shirley Hathaway leaves to Barbara Derouin and Janice Richardson the knowledge she has garnered from not attending school. Jane Smith wills to Mr. Branch a little peace and quiet in next year's American History Class. Betty Hathaway leaves her ability to make friends on trains to Jean Tiley, with the hope that she will do as well on her class trip to New York as Betty did. Ruth Bisbee, Dorothy Brewer and Jean Ellen Harlow leave their uncon- trollable and unpredictable fits of silli- ness to Sondra Black, Jane Beals and Nancy Bickford. Murilyn Graves wills her right to go home two periods before the close of school to Frank Smith, who is always complaining about long school hours. Joan Bachand bequeaths her typing efficiency and speed to David Heath with the hope that he can get his thirty-word award in the next two years. Arthur Clary wills the remaining pieces of the cat he dissected to Sidney Nichols if there's enough of the cat left. Gilbert Sears wills all the alcohol he made in the lab to Harry Pomeroy on the condition that he use it for the ad- vancement of humanity. Lucia Penfield leaves her job as attendance recorder to Eileen O'Brien, the "efficient secretary" of the future. Barbara Durbin bequeaths her sup- ply of "nothing" to chatter about to Helen Sroczyk, who, as we all know, is always being kept after school for talk- ing in class. Herbie Nye leaves his basketball sweater to Norman Stone on condition that he make the first team next year. Marlene Shay wills a well-worn dic- tionary to Elson Hathaway who will really wear it out. Alice Curtis leaves her chattering and giggling but not her man to Joan Damon — Joan can get the latter for herself. To Ellen Ames, Marilyn Black leaves her "journal" of the "scoops" of the day with the understanding that she keep it up to date. 18 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL To all assembled here, we leave the hope that we will be missed, if not for the things we did during our term of residence, at least for the things we thought of but didn't do. Executed on this twentieth day of June, in the year of our Lord, one thou- sand nine hundred and fifty-one, in witness whereof we have hereunto subscribed our names. Witnessed by: The Ghost of the Snack Bar Cyrano de Bergerac's hat The Baby (Class Mascot) GILBERT SEARS Proph ropnecy In September, 1971, I once again threw my clothes into my knapsack, set it on my back, hopped a passing freight ship, and returned to America, after years of hard labor in the Wom- en's Auxiliary of the Foreign Legion. The main reason for my choosing this particular time to come home was in order to be present at Old Home Week in Williamsburg and Haydenville, an event celebrated just once in twenty- five years. I had a personal reason for choosing this time also; I had to find out some- thing very important about my old classmates and this was the perfect time to do it. Ever since graduation I had been haunted by a prediction that was made of our class. Had it come true? How I hoped not! What a gala week of festivities had been planned! An event of opening day was a square dance to raise money for the new gym. I was quite shocked when I first heard that they were still having drives and assemblies for Mr. Tonet's new gym, but after all, it is only twenty years since it was started! Naturally, I simply had to go to the dance now that I knew that it was for such a noble cause. Of course I hadn't been home in 19 years and things certainly do change, so, I called lean Ellen before going to the dance, and asked her to show me around town again. Why you wouldn't believe it, but Bid's store is all that is left of Old Main Street. It bulges a little at the seams now, but at least it still stands. Well, anyway, Jean Ellen, who is living with her Uncle Tweetie, met me at Bid's and do you know, she hasn't changed a bit? She told me that she had had a good deal of trouble getting out of the house be- cause Uncle Tweetie, who is a bit eccentric, had stood at the top of the stairs with a loaded musket, shouting that she shouldn't go out until they killed the last Indian. At great length, she calmed him down and rushed to meet me. Jean and I arrived early at the dance. What a sight greeted me! There was Aaron Brown, lounging on a chair in the hall. He is the new con- stable in Williamsburg. I would have never recognized him if it hadn't been for his same old Duchess hat. That de- crepit item hasn't improved much with 19 years of constant wearing. Brownie certainly has a deep, sentimental attachment for that hat. I shall never forget the morning we left for New York on our class trip and found Leadfoot Brown waiting at the station, wearing his cowboy boots and Duch- ess hat. Soon after we had arrived, and be- fore the dancing had begun, a small riot arose in the farthest, darkest cor- ner of the hall. As Aaron went charg- ing bravely into the melee, brandish- ing a fire extinguisher, I heard him make some remark about, "Now I sup- pose I'll be throwing that Indian out of here all evening." Aaron had soon curbed the confu- sion and I had the greatest surprise of my life when he came from the center of the chaos, dragging Shirley Hatha- way (cave-man style) by the hair. It seems that Shirley had gone to Canada the very summer after our THE TATTLER 19 graduation. Exploring the wilds of Saskatchewan, she was overtaken and captured by a tribe of hostile Wah Chugiies. The Wah Chugiies are the cannibals of the Tundra Lands and they were all prepared to freeze Shir- ley for the following winter, but they took her right to their hearts when her first words were, "Wat you guys? Wat're ya talkin' about? Wat you guys?" From then on Shirley was Princess Golden Tonsils with a seat of honor at council fires and a peace pipe all her own. This, I might add, was not the first time that Shirley's fluent tongue had saved her old Yankee neck. Shirley married a not-so-brave who bears a startling resemblance to Erwin, except that this not-so-brave wears his head shaved. Shirley has now moved back to the old home town and is busily engaged in trading furs and wampum for Gil- bert Sears' Famous Brand Fire Water and All Purpose Elixer. ("Not a hic- cup in a barrelfull" his slogan.) Shir- ley and Gilbert were quite worried, she told me, about revenoors. Gilbert, you will remember, was one of the "boys who made the beer in the cellars of old Burgy High." Well, Gilbert be- came science instructor at Burgy High and so had free rein on the production of his (quote) medicine (unquote) in the lab. I don't like to mention this, but Gilbert lost his job last week when the laboratory dissolved. "The School Board was very nar- row-minded about the whole thing," Gilbert told me. "They said I was very incompetent or some silly little thing like that." At this point the dancing started; I remember being very thankful for this. It bothered me to see these old class- mates involved in such dubious occu- pations. I began to wonder if any of my old friends had "amounted to any- thing." Perhaps Mrs. Grendal had had the right idea .... none of us would ever be anything." I was really getting worried .... one of us had better "be something" or I'd know the reason why. I finished the next dance in grim de- termination but left immediately after- ward, for tomorrow was the day of the Homecoming Parade and the Pageant. I hoped to really get around that day to find out if anybody had become anything better than a clerk or a shoe salesman, as Mrs. Grendal had pre- dicted. I went to sleep thinking of wash women, shoe-shine boys, and garbage collectors. I awoke to a lovely, sunshiny day and as I lay in bed trying to decide whether to get up or not, the telephone rang. It was Jean Ellen and she said to get the heck up to her house and pick her up. She had Dottie Brewer waiting with her; she said that they had been waiting for an hour, that it seemed as though I hadn't changed very much and all the rest of the usual things she always said. I quickly drove up to Jean Ellen's to pick up the kids. Well, you know that if you haven't seen someone for a long, long time, you still think of them as looking exactly as you left them, but Dotty Brewer certainly had changed. For one thing, her hair was blonde, her eyes were blue and she wore an elaborate, black satin dress. Jean Ellen was absolutely hysterical from laugh- ter and then I knew that they had probably cooked up one of their ever- lasting little jokes. I very sternly said, "Cut the corn, Brewer," and things calmed right down. Dotty took off her blonde wig, revealing her bright red dye job and she changed from the satin siren number to a pair of slacks and an old, paint-daubed smock. From this attire I knew that Dotty had realized her ambition to be an artist. She had her own small, very small, business of making hand-painted dictionary cov- ers, she told me, handing me a sample of her handicraft. The Soap Box Derby was our des- tination. All the little boys in town had been working madly on their cars 20 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL for weeks and weeks. But I wasn't as eager to see the cars as I was to talk to Marilyn Black, who I hoped would be there, for I knew that if anyone knew anything at all about anything, Marilyn would be the one. Suddenly there was a roar from the crowd as the cars started bumping down Village Hill. I realized immedi- ately that the roar was not for the cars as much as for the cute little blonde girl who had entered the race at the last minute and was rumbling down the hill in an old orange crate on wheels. The little boys in the competi- tion didn't appreciate it much and were doing their very best to run her off the road. It didn't phase her a bit. Little Blondy skillfully piled the little boys onto each other and went on down to win the race. As I watched this spectacle, I said to myself, "One will get you ten that child is some rela- tion to Marlene Shay." We walked down to watch the pre- sentation of prizes and there, just as I had expected, was Molly Shay, beaming upon the little girl who was the exact replica of herself. I chatted awhile with Molly, and I found that: A. She is married to a midget auto racer. B. She is still writing and has turned out 10,022V2 sonnets. C. She teaches physical education in Goshen. My heart sank; those were all noble occupations, but none that could really be called "amounting to something." Prizes were about to be presented for all the sports events which had been held during Home Coming Week. Names were called and prizes were presented to people I had never heard of. It was rather boring but I pricked up my ears when I heard Herbert Nye's name being called and called and called. "Same old shy Herbie," I thought, fust then a dashing young man came dashing up to the platform. He explained that he was sorry to be late but had just received an impor- tant call from Connie Mack about to- morrow's game. "My gosh!" I thought, "Connie Mack is 110 now, but this must mean that Herbie has something to do with baseball." I rushed up to the first person I saw and began to ask questions wildly about Herbie. "Is he a pitcher, manager, catcher?" "Heck, no," was the answer; "he's water boy for the Red Sox." I was heartbroken. "But, don't I know you?" asked the voice. I took a closer look and cried, "Of course you do, I'm Ruth Bisbee, and you're Alice Curtis, aren't you?" It was Alice Curtis and she was sur- rounded by seven tall, blond boys and six tiny, curly-haired, little girls. I had quite a hard time telling Alice from her daughters and an even harder time trying to find Russ, her husband, among his sons. Alice told me that she and Russ are running a Dude Ranch, called the Lonesone Pines, in Chester- field, and are doing a thriving busi- ness. "The only trouble is," they said, "we have to lock up the girls at night. Those city slickers just go wild." I said good-bye to them happily, thinking to myself that they, at least, had re- mained the same. Walking on farther down the road in search of Jean and Dotty, I met a harried looking young woman who kept asking frantically, "You're sure you haven't seen him? You're abso- lutely positive?" It was Barbara Dur- bin, looking for Mr. Merritt. Barbara has been the new office girl since the week before last and the superintend- ent was just driving her crazy because he is always going off and leaving her with nothing to do and of course, Bar- bara couldn't ever stand for that. Un- able to help her, I asked her to join us for lunch but she refused, saying, "Oh no, I haven't time!" Spying Miss Dunphy, she ran after her for she knew she'd have some work for her. THE TATTLER 21 Dotty, Jean Ellen and I were tired by now and we decided to go some place exotic for lunch. We drove and drove until it seemed that we would never reach Northampton, but finally we stopped in front of the Claridge Manor on Main Street and went in. Since Dotty was still in her slacks, we didn't want to eat in the dining room so we took the elevator up to the second floor where we could eat in the Terrace Room. We pushed the buzzer, the door was tugged open, and there, standing inside, was Good Old Arthur Clary! "Hello, Arthur!" I shouted, "Still as- sociating with the better class?" "Hello," was the blunt reply, a blank stare the facial expression. We rode up in silence, chose a table easily since none were occupied, and waited for the waiter. "Would you care to order?" said a voice. We looked up into Arthur's face again. We ordered but didn't say an- other word, we were all so angry about the brush-off we had received a few minutes ago. Our lunches came, followed by the check. I walked to the desk, handed my money to the cashier only to look into Arthur's face again and said to myself, "O. K. for you Old Boy; it's perfectly all right with us if you don't want to speak to the riff-raff. We're just as happy." I paid the check and we walked back to the elevator on the opposite side of the room. The door was open and someone ran in ahead of us and prepared to descend. Whose face appeared but, you guessed it! This had gone far enough! Between the first and second floors, Jean Ellen suddenly pushed the STOP button and whirled to face Arthur's surprised face. "All right, bud, now what's the scoop?" she asked. "We don't expect you to fall all over us but you could at least be civil." Arthur stared miserably at us and then explained that he had hoped we wouldn't press the point. He is the owner of the Hotel (the old Draper). He is also chief cook and bottle washer and elevator operator. He had prayed we wouldn't recognize him because he was so ashamed that he hadn't "amounted to something." We con- soled him as best we could and con- tinued down. Driving back to Williamsburg, we were stopped by a road block. There had been an accident at the bottom of Main's Hill. A new blue Dodge had been hit by a garbage truck. No one was hurt. We climbed out of the car and stepping over eggshells and bread crusts, we reached the scene of the crime. The sound of gay giggling greeted us. There were Joan and Joan laughing like crazy. These kids were on their way home to Burgy also. After many, "Well, well, look who's here's!" and "What a coincidence's," Jean Ellen offered to drive them home. As we passed the garbage truck, I glanced in and looked away guickly, not because it was such a gory sight, but because it was such a shock, for there, in the front seat of an old gar- bage truck sat our class geniuses: Jane, Betty, and Murilyn. I didn't say any- thing to the other girls, but I rode home in silence, listening to the others chat- ter about their various occupations for the last ten years. From the depths of my misery, I did hear that Joan Bald- win was engaged for the seventh time to a trapeze artist she met while work- ing as a bare-back rider in the circus, and that Joanie Bachand had just fin- ished making up time for all the days she skipped since she was in the first grade and she just didn't know what to do with herself. Joanie told us not to be too terribly surprised, but that Lucia was married to Stan and that they were living in the ancestral home in Goshen, busily engaged in collect- ing and refinishing antiques. But I still couldn't get the revolting picture of the "most likely to succeed- ers" sitting grimly in that demolished garbage van. "I simply have to call Marilyn Black when I get home," I told myself. "She'll be able to tell me all about it." 22 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL But, of course, I forgot when we reached Williamsburg because we were late for the pageant and had to rush to get a seat on the hill where we could see. Naturally the pageant is the same every time except for a new chapter added to cover the last twenty-five years. As we watched each page had a lot of fun recalling the parts we had each played in the pag- eant of 1946. I remembered that I was eleven years old and I was a blade of grass in the first scene. A hush fell over the audience sitting un- der the sky as the time approached for the 1946-1971 chapter to be revealed. My heart was in my throat, for I knew that this was our own generation and we had very little to show for our- selves. I was still plagued by a morbid picture of our brilliants sitting in a smelly garbage truck. "It would have been nice," I thouaht, "at least to have everyone here even if they haven't amounted to much!" I noticed on my program that Mari- lyn Black was in charge of the 1946- 1970 program. "She'll have to be pretty clever to squeeze a story out of our class," I said to myself. The proceedings began to com- mence, as the saying goes, and it was so dull that I settled back into my own selfish thoughts. When the crowd laughed, I sobbed inwardly, and looked in the direction of the loudest shouts and saw Betty, Jane, and Muri- lyn pull up in a brand new Cadillac. I brightened up a bit and watched them race to the platform as fast as their thirty-five year old legs could carry them. Herewith began the greatest and most pleasant surprise of my whole life. This chapter in the pageant was called "Men and Women of Distinc- tion" and I nearly had a heart attack when Marilyn began to read off names such as Woman of the Year Award to Eliza- beth Hathaway, for her work with the Department of Sanitation. Pulitzer Prize winner, Jane Smith for her brilliant novel, "Seagoing Livers." Winner of the United Nations Spell- ing Bee .... Marlene Shay. Athlete of the Year Herbie Nye. Nobel Prize Winner for Scientific Achievement .... Gilbert Sears. Director of the Boston Pops .... Murilyn Graves. This went on and on until I was so ashamed of myself that I could have cried. How could I have had so little faith in my classmates! A wave of astonishment came over me as I real- ized that I was the only person in the class who hadn't amounted to some- thing. Those sweet kids hadn't wanted to hurt my feelings and so hadn't said anything. I was just mortified and so glad that I hadn't said anything aloud about "amounting to something." In silence, I filed out of the Pageant field with Jean and Dorothy. As we walked along, I noticed a lady who sat alone, staring into space. "What do you suppose is the matter with her?" I whispered. "Oh, she is probably just feeling bad because her son is only a shoe salesman," Jean Ellen said. I have done a lot of thinking since that day and now I realize that it doesn't make a darn bit of difference how famous he is or how well edu- cated he may be, if each person in our class works for his livina, he can be counted among those who have "amounted to something." THE TATTLER 23 'ropnecy on Paris, Cairo, the Casbah, Venice- Prophecu on we Prophetess exotic places all; names simply heard in geography classes or read about in romantic novels to most people, but in the years 1951 to 1965 they had be- come second homes to me. That's why I was finding life monotonous as I lay sunning myself on the French Riviera. When one has seen all, done all, what is there to do but sigh as one wearily greets the princes and rajahs, diplo- mats, and espionage agents who make up the social set along the Riviera, reads in newspapers that Rita Straw- orth has shed her eleventh husband, President Mac Arthur has just fired Hary Falseman for making derogatory remarks about the singing of his daughter Marguerite? Tired of burdening myself with the complex problems of humanity, I turned to the comics in my favorite publication, the newspaper read by all cultured Frenchmen, "Le Mot Fran- cois." Gleefully I watched as Killer McCoy backed Dick Tracy onto the edge of a cliff at the point of a gun, and Dais^ Mae fried Lil' Abner a pan full of pork chops as he struggled to free himself from his chains. A cartoon at the bottom of the page caught my eye; that girl leaping across the roof of the Empire State Building with her camera posed on two men glaring at each other while their ma- chine guns rattled looked like someone I knew or used to know. Now let's see — brown hair — camera — machine guns — of course, Ruth Bisbee! And a tear fell as a picture of Ruth as a happy girl of seventeen fled through my mind. Of the eighteen members of our high school class only Ruth hadn't been heard from since 1951. And another tear fell as I thought of the class re- union to be held at Monte Carlo the next week. Only Ruth would not be there for she was among the missing. Where was she? What was she doing? Was she a roving news photographer rushing to cover a gruesome murder case? A Red Cross nurse caring for ropi the wounded on the battlefields? The owner of a baby-sitters' agency? Sadly, I dismissed thoughts of the horrible fates Ruth could have encoun- tered in life and returned to my cha- teau to prepare for the party to be given for me that night before my de- parture for Monte Carlo. A newly-opened glamorous cabaret in a section where the streets were narrow, dark and dimly lighted had been chosen for the party. In order to be admitted one crawled through a cave-like entrance to a huge door carved from a boulder where one spoke the pass words "Ho! Ho!" be- fore passing the guard in Indian cos- tume; then one proceeded by raft to a second door where one repeated the pass words 'That's rich" before pass- ing the guard in Eskimo costume. And then one was there! The cabaret was a dark and cozy little place dotted with Grecian columns carved out of marble — ideal for couples madly in love. It was crowded with people. A few couples danced to the soft music and the wailing of the trombone. Some talked and laughed at their little tables, while others ate heartily and complimented the delicious food. Then the room darkened, and in front of the stage appeared a girl — gradually the spotlight went down upon her. As she sang, she came down, weaving in and out among the tables. Her black gown was fitted and revealing, and the sequins sparkled as the light followed her. Astonishment swept over me! Why this was the girl in the cartoon! Another gasp of aston- ishment! Why this was the long lost Ruth Bisbee. It couldn't be, but it was; it was Ruth singing. As she neared my table, our eyes met and recognition glowed on both our faces. When she had taken her bow, she rushed over to greet me cry- ing, "Ma petite! Ma Cherie!" over and over again. After running out of silly 24 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL French phrases, we sat down and talked over old times and many funny incidents that had happened in our four years at Burgy High. I had a dif- ficult time understanding Ruth — her accent was so thick, but I at last dis- covered how she had spent the years since graduation. It seems that a book publisher had heard her deliver the class prophecy at graduation and im- mediately bought it for publication. It had sold 5,997,010,510 copies in two years. She made so much in royalties that the publisher had to marry her in order to save his company from bank- ruptcy. With the money, she had started a chain of French restaurants all over the world; in fact she was now thinking of opening one of her charm- ing little places in Williamsburg. As the evening grew old and I was about to leave, I asked her about com- ing to the reunion. She said she wouldn't be able to come as she had to baby sit that night with her own nine children. She would, however, make it a point to be free for the re- union on the 25th anniversary of our graduation in 1976 on the 21st day of June. LUCIA PENFIELD Class C/r/no« MARLENE SHAY MARILYN BLACK For each student here's a verse, Something about them for better or worse. Some we'll dia and some we'll flatter, But please accept it as the latter. Joanie Bachand just loves to go out — Of her steady affections there is some doubt; It makes no difference if she hasn't a beau Never a dull moment when Joanie's on the go. To sleep by day and live by night Is loanie Baldwin's chief delight. Hours in class are a waste of time To her "no school" is "just divine." Ruth Bisbee's our best little story teller We predict someday she'll write a best seller. At coining witty remarks she has no equal- To find out more you write the sequel. A farmer's daughter is Marilyn Black She relates the news with the greatest tact. "Do you know what I heard?" is her pet phrase, But all kidding aside, Percy's her craze. The President of our small crew Is dainty, darling "Dotty Brew." Listen in class to hear her sigh; Suppose she's thinking about some guy? If you see someone coming with knives Watch out! Peasants! for your lives! The Hudson that he no longer uses Gives Aaron money once spent on fuses. Arthur Clary is our biggest worry Cause he's either sleeping or in a hurry. His life ambitions aim very high, But even so he's a comical guy. To no one in our class will this be news Soon Alice Curtis her freedom will lose, For to the altar she will be led For better or worse Russell she'll wed. Barbara really is a very gay chick And usually has a joke to click. In French she wishes she was a whiz 'Specially when Mr. Tonet gives a "short" quiz. It seems that I am stuck with the end, So to composing poems my talents I'll lend. I've tried my very best to rhyme I'll hurry now and not take much time. THE TATTLER 25 Murilyn is our efficient lass — Did you ever doubt that she would pass? Gene, music, Tattler and all Prove that she's been right on the ball. Her smile to "Tweety" is so pleasing! To others it's just plain teasing! She's a tongue so quick and eyes so tellin' All wrapped up she's our winsome Jean Ellen. She's always in a verbal duel; In English Betty conforms to rule. But away from home she's not the same Especially when she's traveling by train. There's a girl who's always raising cain, Though often giggly she's still a brain. Footsie, or Shirley is all we hear Even when absent half the year. Lucia was voted our best-dressed girl — Ever see her hair without a curl? Both fellows and girls agree she's grand — No wonder with Stash she has the upper hand! This boy's the tallest in our class. Always on the look-out for a gay, cute lass Doesn't affect his marks or fears. Now do you recognize Gilbert Sears? Marlene Shay is a versatile girl — In spite of this she's never in a whirl. She's tall, blond, shy, and bashful Composes poetry while at work in the First National. Smith is her college as is her name. Dates are limited but not Jane's fame. Four years more to improve her dome Then back to Harry on the telephone. A popular ball player is "Herbie" Nye, But around the lassies he's really shy. You can usually find him traveling around A basketball court or a baseball mound. So here ends the class of 1951 Through our four years we certainly had fun. Though we may aim for higher levels While we were here, weren't we devils? G>K9 Host L\*e\vj Succeed Smartest 'd W t B e S t B o a h \ e i e. Host Devilish Jolliest u 7 Prett'vest Handsomest Girl Box-J Quietest f\ovfc Businesslike C\ass Grtist Class Octress Gctor 26 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL tit epap v A Study ofi A Class Each person in this room sits busily at his or her desk, working like mad on an essay, poem, or composition to have printed in the "Tattler." (That is, if he should be so fortunate as to get an A plus and if this literary master- piece be accepted by the publishers of that esteemed magazine.) I say that they are all busy, but who knows, I am not doing anything but cheating. I am writing as fast as I can on this paper so that if Miss Lovechio should happen to glance my way she will think that I am doing what I am supposed to be doing, which is writing a composition, which I'm not doing. I wonder what it would be like if I had the ability to read minds? I could tune in on all the people in the class and find out if they are really working as hard as they seem to be. Bzzzzzzzzzz what an odd noise! Wot hoppened? Hey .... what is all that talking? This is a study class. Those kids had better cool or they'll have Miss Lovechio on their necks. Gee ... no one seems to hear it but me. What's happening to me? There is Normie's voice, but he isn't talking; he's busy fooling! Well, well, well .... look Ma, I'm reading minds!! What is Normie thinking?? "I wonder if she will find out I took my last book report from the "Reader's Digest"? Ahhh I don't think so; teachers aren't so smart really." Well, and there are Gilbert's little brain waves. "And only one in every seven million parts of hydrogen can be classified as . . . ." Whoops — sorry, wrong number! Here comes Mr. Tonet. I wonder what he thinks about. Let's see now: "J'ai faim ..." Oh darn, he even thinks in French! And I was going to have so much fun. Oh! Oh! Aaron's thinking about whether he should heave that eraser into Arthur's face now, or wait until Miss Lovechio leaves the room. And look at Arthur, wondering what effect being hit by an eraser has upon the complex structure of a cat's nervous system. Ardour is the boy who got A's in biology, you know, when it took him six weeks to cut up one little cat. Jean Ellen certainly looks studious, but you never can tell. Her mind just wanders from one thing to another. "Glenn .... Louis Prima .... darn Junior Business .... Tweetie .... Packard's 3:00 o'clock .... so bored . . . ." So that's the reason she acts so dreamy — those are the kinds of things she thinks about! Dotty Brewer's thoughts are hard to follow, too. "Oh jeepers, what if all six of them come to the play on the same night? I'll die, I'll just die. Frenchie, Pal, and Karl — what'll I ever do? Well, if worse comes to worst, I can just pretend that I don't know any of them. Boy, wouldn't they be slightly shocked?" 7.. s is fun. Maybe I'd better stop though, it is getting rather uncomfort- able. Pretty soon I won't dare look people in the eye. Harry might even take me for a "ride" because I "know too much." Huh! The bell?? The spell is over — And I have certainly proved my point —Who studies???????? RUTH BISBEE J fly Place Mas Been Jaken Debbie doesn't love me any more. We've been happy together for three years, and now there's another man — Freddie. Debbie and I used to go places and see interesting things to- gether, have loads of fun, and now it's all over. Three years ago, after George died, Debbie centered her affections on me, and we have been living in a cozy four room apartment on the outskirts of New THE TATTLER 29 York City since then. It was an ordi- nary apartment, but there was nothing ordinary about our lives; every day, every hour had special meaning when we were together. What happy hours we spent sitting in front of the fireplace, talking over plans for the future! Now those plans are forgotten. Even though I know that part of my life is over, I like to think about the past and remem- ber what life used to be like because Debbie and I enjoyed doing every- thing, even simple things like going to the park on Sundays, and buying a bag of peanuts and feeding the squir- rels. It was wonderful! The warm sun, the smiling people, the noisy animals — and Debbie. But, now Fred has taken my place! Usually one night during the week, we would go to a movie where we crunched on popcorn and laughed at the jokes or cried during the sad scenes. We always laughed and cried at the same things. Not any more though. Fred is there instead of me. Saturday was the gayest day of all. We used to go down-town on the bus or subway, do some window shopping, and then find some pleasant place to eat our dinner. Each Saturday we tried to find a different place to eat that won- derful dinner together. It wasn't hard, with New York's large variety. Then, we would take a taxi and ride through the city, watching the blinking lights, Debbie as fascinated and excited as I. Or we would climb to the top of one of the large buildings to survey the massive city with its bright lights. Once in awhile we went to a stage show or concert, but it was heaven be- ing with her any place; that's why my life is so bleak, now that Fred has broken up that Saturday party. During the summer we went either to the beach, or more often, to a cool lake resort. The summers were won- derful because we were so busy trying to do all the things we wanted — play- ing tennis, croquet, and badminton, swimming, bicycling, talking and laughing together. Two whole months having fun together! Now what shall I do with those two months? Debbie and Fred are to be married next week. I suppose I shall have to live with them, but it will be difficult, when I love her so much but have to share her love. But, as soon as I finish school, I'll go away to college and let them live their lives in peace. It was hard enough to give up George — it's tough for a boy to be without a father. But, it is even worse when a boy has to give up the woman he has idolized ■ — his mother, to another man! BETTY HATHAWAY jhe Burgy Dragons Our big star was Gilbert Sears, Who always brought forth yells and cheers, For as we watched our Gilbert play We knew that we would win the day. One of the forwards was Herbie Nye, A very good player and a truly swell guy. Even though quiet and rather shy, Herbie was there ready to try. Bernie Bachand was an able guard Who was always in there playing hard; While he ran and played his spot on the floor, The opposing team was unable to score. Frankie Smith was a Haydenville star Who made baskets count, near and far. Frankie's the player who's hard to beat Because he's fast and light on his feet. Ramon Sears, Gil's little brother, Like him we'll never find another. Even though he's rather small, Ramon would always drop in that ball. Peter, Walter, Jimmie, and Gene Were the remaining four to complete the team. These boys helped to make the score Of eight glorious wins and losses but four. The coach of our boys gave a lot of time And always made them toe the line. Although success made him wet with sweat, We give three cheers — to Coach Tonet. JOAN CULVER <> ^ V % ^ c V ^ % % ^ % * R E H M A N On The Court t - R E C E P T I o N 32 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR CLASS First row, left to right: Aaron Brown, Jeannine Bernier, Edward Merritt, Helen Baldwin, Eugene Penfield, John Warner, Joan Damon, Harry Pomeroy. Second row, left to right: Sylvia Nye, Sally Adams, Nancy Bickford, Eileen O'Brien, Ruth McAvoy, Gail Papineau, Lois Mollison. Third row, left to right: James Magdalenski, Bruce Purrington, Richard Houghton, Norman Tiley, Elson Hathaway, Robert Ames. Look at this class so bright and fine, Posture erect, and all in line. Always happy, never blue, This is the class of Fifty-two. Watch this class; see them grow Into good citizens; then you'll know That this prophecy shall come true, About the class of Fifty-two. HARRY POMEROY THE TATTLER 33 SOPHOMORE CLASS First row, left to right: Blanche Roberge, Joan Culver, Jean Tiley, Frank Smith, Ramon Sears, Karyl Ronka, Ellen Jean Bancroft, Patricia Evans. Second row, left to right: Janice Richardson, Mary Jane Curtis, Nancy Outhuse, Richard Purrington, Mary Graves, Barbara Derouin, Julia Kolosewicz. Third row, left to right: Wilbur Loomis, David Heath, Peter Shumway, James Johnson, Sidney Nichols, Raymond Rice. Absent from picture — Dick Pierce. Another year has ended For the class of '53 As Sophomores we must take our bow For Juniors soon we'll be. This year has been a good one And we've had a lot of fun, We know that in the future, When our days at school are done — Our memories will drift back To this year at Burgy High, And longingly we'll think of it As the best one of our lives. FRANK SMITH 34 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL FRESHMAN CLASS First row, left to right: Ruth Smith, Ann Ice, Ellen Ames, Robert Bisbee, Jane Beals, Bernard Bachand, Connie Packard, Mary Smart, Anthony Soltys. Second row, left to right: Yvonne Dufresne, Loretta LaCasse, Sylvia Roberts, Carol Harlow, Nancy Brewer, Sondra Black, Lucy Mathers, Helen Sroczyk, Barbara Cumm. Third row, left to right: William Hayden, Norman Stone, Walter Kellogg, Henry Bisbee, Willard Thayer, William Hurley. Pictured above is the Class of '54 — We certainly will not graduate before. Our high school days began at Freshman Reception What we went through, we dare not mention! Yes, pictured above is a remarkable class, Remarkable in that we're all going to pass! In years to come in our hearts you will find Memories of this year we're leaving behind. JANE BEALS A C T I V I T I E S 36 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL "TATTLER" STAFF First row, left to right: Dorothy Brewer, Faculty Advisor Miss Lovechio, Gilbert Sears, Murilyn Graves, Joan Damon, Faculty Advisor Mrs. Grinnell, Marilyn Black. Second row, left to right: Jane Smith, Harry Pomeroy, Betty Hathaway, Richard Houghton, David Heath, Bruce Purrington, Gail Papineau. -ATOMIC" STAFF First row, left to right: Joan Damon, Jeanne Ellen Harlow, Ruth Bisbee, Harry Pomeroy, Nancy Bickford, Marilyn Black, Barbara Durbin. Second row, left to right: Mary Smart, Lucia Penfield, Ellen Ames, Sally Adams, Sylvia Nye, Helen Baldwin, Jeannine Bernier, Dorothy Brewer. Third row, left to right: Gail Papineau, Ruth McAvoy, Jane Smith, Frank Smith, James Johnson, Bruce Purrington, Murilyn Graves, Jane Beals, Mary Graves. THE TATTLER 37 PRO MERITO First row, left to right: Nancy Bickford, Betty Hathaway, Jane Smith, Murilyn Graves, Lucia Penfield. Second row, left to right: Bruce Purrington, Harry Pomeroy, Gilbert Sears, Richard Houghton, Edward Merritt, John Warner. ORCHESTRA First row, left to right: Philip Bowie, Sylvia Nye, Sondra Black, Murilyn Graves, David Heath, Marilyn Black, Jane Smith. Second row, left to right: Joan Culver, Rolphe Bryant, Ruth Smith, Ruth McAvoy, Elson Hathaway, Edward Merritt. 38 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL CHORUS First row, left to right: Robert Ames, Edward Merritt, David Heath, Bruce Purrington, Richard Houghton, Gilbert Sears, Herbert Nye, Burke Ray. Second row, left to right: Barbara Derouin, Ellen Jean Bancroft, Ann Ice, Ruth Smith, Mary Smart, Connie Packard, Alice Curtis, Yvonne Dufresne, Loretta LaCasse, Sylvia Roberts, Ruth Bisbee, Jeanne Ellen Harlow. Third row, left to right: Joan Baldwin, Joan Culver, Janice Richardson, Patricia Evans, Julia Kolosewicz, Marilyn Black, Gail Papineau, Lois Mollison, Karyl Ronka, Barbara Cumm, Sylvia Nye, Blanche Roberge. Fourth row, left to right: Ellen Ames, Carol Harlow, Nancy Brewer, Shirley Hathaway, Lucy Mathers, Munlyn Graves, Betty Hathaway, Jane Smith, Mary Jane Curtis, Jean Tiley, Nancy Outhuse, Jane Beals, Ruth McAvoy. THE TATTLER 39 FORENSIC CLUB First row, left to right: Dorothy Brewer, Ruth Bisbee, Connie Packard, Miss Lovechio, Sally Adams, Anthony Soltys. Second row, left to right: Jane Smith, John Warner, Richard Houghton, Arthur Clary, Joan Culver. CHEERLEADERS Left to right: Joan Culver, Alice Curtis, Sylvia Nye, Barbara Derouin, Marilyn Black, Nancy Outhuse, Lucia Penfield 40 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL S P o R T S GIRLS' BASKETBALL First row, left to right: Joan Culver, Marlene Shay, Joan Baldwin, Joan Bachand, Marilyn Black, Joan Damon. Second row, left to right: Mary Smart, Mary Graves, Nancy Outhuse, Jane Beals, Ellen Ames, Yvonne Dufresne, Ann Ice. Third row, left to right: Sondra Black, Nancy Brewer, Coach Ruth Mongeau, Eileen O'Brien, Sylvia Nye. Cjirls EasRefoall At the beginning of the season we had a very good group of girls out to practice, enough girls so that we had a first and second strinq. At one of the first practices we chose Joan Damon as manager to whom much credit can be given for getting our games and keeping the girls organized. Our year started off very well with a win against the Huntington lasses. Then we fell into a weak path and lost two very good forwards, Joan Bachand and Joan Baldwin, from our first string. Then we lost our coach, Miss Ruth Mongeau. After our misfortunes we still had more games to play. Two very promising players, Sondra Black and Mary Graves, stepped in. The guards wanting to tighten up their defense on their own, figured out new methods. With the wonderful guarding of Joan Culver, Joan Damon and Marlene Shay as center with Jane Beals, Sondra Black and Mary Graves with Ellen Ames as substitute for forwards, we struck ahead in our last three games. Other substitutes were Nancy Outhuse, Sylvia Nye, Nancy Brewer, and Mary Smart. Williamsburg Visitors Captains Huntington 25 18 Joan Baldwin Sanderson 15 19 Marlene Shay New Salem 18 19 Joan Damon Sanderson 12 32 Joan Culver Amherst 19 32 Jane Beals Hopkins 12 38 Joan Damon New Salem 28 15 Jane Beals Huntington 21 16 Mary Graves Hopkins 18 15 Marilyn Black THE TATTLER 41 BOYS' BASKETBALL First row, left to right: Herbert Nye, Frank Smith, Gilbert Sears, Bernard Bachand, Ramon Sears Second row, left to right: Anthony Soltys, Peter Shumway, Eugene Penfield, James Johnson, William Hurley Boys bpoih The 1950-51 Williamsburg basketball team had its best won and lost season in a decade, also compiling its third best season in the history of the school. Two new scoring marks were set when the team scored a total of 481 points in twelve games for a game average of 40.1. After losing the first two games the team clicked for six straight victories. After a heartbreaking loss to an inspired Clarke school team, two more wins were annexed before a loss to Huntington. Coach Earl Tonet deserves the credit for the team's fine showing as he spent most of his extra time teaching the team the fundamentals and teamwork, and fired the team with spirit which has long been lacking. Here are the scores of the games plus individual scoring records. Will: Will Will Will Will Will Will amsburg amsburg amsburg amsburg iamsburg amsburg amsburg Will Will Williamsburg iamsburg iamsburg Williamsburg Williamsburg 30 31 47 50 51 39 28 37 41 49 37 41 56 Huntington 32 Sanderson Academy 41 Colebrook Academy (NH) 49 Alumni 48 Clarke School 38 Williston Academy (JV) 25 New Salem Academy 31 Sanderson Academy 47 Clarke School 46 Williston Academy (JV) 22 New Salem Academy 58 Huntington Gilbert Sears 11 Ramon Sears 12 Herbert Nye 12 Frank Smith 11 Bernard Bachand 12 Eugene Penfield 12 James Johnson 4 John Dymerski 1 Peter Shumway 2 Walter Kellogg 2 B F Pts Avg 79 23 181 16.5 30 23 83 6.9 23 22 68 5.7 23 14 60 5.4 15 17 47 3.9 13 6 32 2.7 5 5 1.3 2 4 4. 1 1 .5 .0 42 WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL Jllumrii Jhfet ALUMNI CLASS OF 1950 Donald Baldwin — In the U. S. Army. Lucy Barnas — Employed by Spalding Factory in Chicopee. Joyce Colson — Married. Anne Gates — Employed by Healy's Mill. Reta Ice — Married. Marion Johnson — A Wac in the U. S. Army. Robert Liimatainen — Working at home. Shirley Magdalenski — -Telephone Co. Warren McAvoy — Working at Rhoades' Poultry Farm. Robert McCord — Attending Business School in Springfield. Earl Richardson — Employed by Berk- shire Etching Company in Williams- burg. Joyce Morin — Employed by Pro-phy- lac-tic Brush Company in Northamp- ton. Philip Morin — In the U. S. Navy. Elaine Outhuse — Student at Vesper George Art School in Boston. Anne Sabo — Student at Bates College in Maine. Anna Mae Sincage — Telephone Co. Robert Sharpe — Employed by the All Wood Products Company. Allen Warner — Student at the Univer- sity of Massachusetts. Charles Warner— In the U. S. Navy. Henry Warner — In the U. S. Navy. OFFICERS OF THE ALUMNI ASSOCIATION President — Ruth Beebe Emrick 1942 Vice-President — Lula Bisbee Smith 1915 Secretary — Gordon Nash 1930 Treasurer — Richard Watling 1935 Executive Committee for two vears: Barbara Bisbee Swanda 1929, Hazel Hathaway Culver 1927, Cathrine Otis Merritt 1931, Jean Everett Hemenway 1940, Thomas Cooqan 1938. Executive Committee for one year: Margaret Trainor 1923, Marjorie Page McKusick 1913, Hazel Damon Warner 1915, Richard Culver 1941, Wendell Pittsinaer 1937. MARRIAGES DURING '50-'51 Leland Bates '48 to Margerite LeDuc Frank Soltys '39 to Mary Rivet Harlan Nye '44 to Ruth Bowker '46 Stanley Mason to Joyce Colson '50 Victor Ingellis to Marilyn Williams '48 Windsor Esten to Mildred Heath '22 Richard Vanasse to Helen Sylvester '46 Robert Edwards '42 to Elsie Foster Norman Bates to Reta Ice '50 Wilmer Vanderwall to Rita Kulash '41 Robert Cowell to Elizabeth Brooks '46 Lynn Smith to Shirley Shumway '48 Doris Graves '47 to David Nuttleman BIRTHS Year Graduc ited Daughter to Marjorie Damon Thorns '34 Daughter to June Demerski Tiley '48 and Howard Tiley '49 Daughter to Harry Warner '41 Son to June Bowker Newell '41 and Robert Newell '41 Daughter to Mary Bowker Connell '43 Son to Roberta Colburn Caldwell '38 Son to Marion Culver Atkins '43 Daughter to Esther Mollison Korowski '41 Son and Daughter to Rita Lupien Miller '45 Son to Dorothy Stimson Harry '42 and Donald Harry '44 Daughter to Richard Culver '41 Daughter to Catherine Vining Doyle '35 Son to Richard Ames '38 Son to Pamela Ingellis Wilson '48 Daughter to Nancy Sheehan Walt '34 Daughter to George Judd '33 Son to Norma Nietsche Brown '39 Son to Harriet Ice Linscott '47 Son to Lorraine Jones Himme'man '45 Son to Florence Packard Eldred '40 Daughter to Reta Ice Bates '50 Son to Frank Soltys '39 DEATHS Year Graduated 1890 1893 1890 1899 1925 Grace Williams William Loomis Myra Hill Elinor Warner Kellogg Edward C. Foster ^ V < -*> * \ \ <b ^ Vv ^ * \ <b THE WILLIAMS HOUSE FINE FOOD — CHOICE BEVERAGES SANDWICHES — SNACKS PARTIES and BANQUETS Dancing Nightly, with Orchestra and Song on Friday and Saturday Nights THE WILLIAMS HOUSE Phone Williamsburg 511 and 4191 Robeson and Hester Bailey Compliments of DANIEL O'CONNELL BUICK, Inc. MORE CLEARLY THAN EVER "Buick's theBuy Telephone 456 - 752 139 King Street Northampton, Massachusetts Best Wishes FROM THE CLASS OF '53 TO THE CLASS OF '51 Compliments of NORTHAMPTON RADIATOR WORKS JOHN G. MONGEAU 346 King St. Tel. 2204-W CHILSON'S SHOPS W. LEROY CHILSON Furniture Covering and Upholstery Supplies Awning — Venetian Blinds — Combination Storm Windows and Screens Furniture Upholstering — Window Shades Automobile Plate and Safety Glass — Truck Coverings and Canvas Goods Slip Covers — Cushions — Auto Tops and Upholstering 34 Center Street Northampton Compliments of SINCAGE PRINTING Compliments of THE CLASS OF '52 Compliments of THE LOG CABIN Strictly Modern JAMES L. RICKARD Route 9 on Berkshire Trail Goshen, Massachu. r Williamsburg 3548 Complimen: COHEN BROS. Northampton nampton 1900 1951 ELECTRICAL CONSTRUCTION OIL BURNERS RADIO and APPLIANCES Parsons Electric Shop Phone 1307 28 Center Street Northampton, Mass. Compliments of PACKARD - NORTHAMPTON, Inc. Foreign-Made Cars on Display Now Tel. 4360 141 King Street Northampton, Mass. HAYDENVILLE BUTTON COMPANY INCORPORATED Manufacturers of PEARL BUTTONS AND NOVELTIES HAYDENVILLE, MASS. HAYDENVILLE SAVINGS BANK — Deposits are insured for the FULL AMOUNT under the laws of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts. — • Deposits draw interest from the fifteenth day of each month, the rate being 2/2 per cent. BANKING HOURS Monday through Friday — 9 A. M. to 3 P. M. Friday Evenings — 6 to 8 Compliments of PETE'S BARBER SHOP Compliments of WILLIAMSBURG GENERAL STORE MEATS - GROCERIES - DRY GOODS GAS <S ELECTRIC APPLIANCES SHOES - BOTTLED GAS Phone 294 Williamsburg WILLIAMSBURG GARAGE C. K. HATHAWAY Service Station Ice Cream — Candy — Cigars Tel. 4351 Williamsburg UPLAND FARM ON VILLAGE HILL GILBERT, DOROTHY and PETER CRONE Williamsburg 4831 Compliments of R. A. MacLEOD NURSERY LANDSCAPING AND TREE SERVICE Williamsburg Telephone 211 Old Goshen Road Compliments of The WILLIAMSBURG BLACKSMITHS Compliments of ALLWOOD PRODUCTS CO. Williamsburg, Massachusetts Compliments of EVAN'S SHOE REPAIR SHOP Compliments of SILAS SNOW FARM Compliments of HILLCREST POULTRY FARM BERKSHIRE ETCHING CORPORATION MANUFACTURERS OF NAMEPLATES LaFLEUR BROTHERS The Paint People Telephone 374 82 King Street Northampton, Mass. E. C. ADDIS & CO. PLUMBING — HEATING Electrical Supplies — ■ Pittsburg Paints Hardware and Varnishes Tel. 3099W 42-46 Maple Street Florence, Mass. Compliments of CALLAHAN'S 5 & 10 STORE 81 Main St. Florence Compliments of NORTHAMPTON AUTO PARTS Dealer In SCRAP IRON and METALS USED AUTO PARTS S. R. Shermata King St. Compliments of MURDUFF'S JEWELRY STORE EDWARD J. MURPHY, Prop. 139 Main Street Florence, Mass. Diamonds — Watches — Jewelry Watch Repairing Compliments of MORIARTY DRUG PRESCRIPTION DRUG STORE JOHN F. MORIARTY, Reg. Pharmacist Florence, Massachusetts Compliments of GOULD FURNITURE Northampton, Massachusetts WESTERN AUTO ASSOCIATE STORE Auto Accessories — Radios — Tools Appliances — Sporting Goods — Toys 32 Main St. Northampton, Mass. Compliments of J. W. PARSONS <& SON, Inc. REFRIGERATION SPRAYERS TRACTORS FARM MACHINES and SUPPLIES Tel. 2885 75 North King Street NORTHAMPTON Compliments of PIERCE'S STORE GOSHEN, MASSACHUSETTS Compliments of WIGGIN'S CANDY KITCHEN Compliments of HAYDENVILLE PACKAGE STORE Compliments of HILLSIDE ORCHARD Herman A. Cohen Phone 1426 THE FAIR STORE WOMEN'S - MEN'S and CHILDREN'S WEAR — SHOES 27-29 Pleasant Street Northampton CERRUTI'S JEWELERS — ENGRAVERS LOVING CUPS — TROPHIES WATCHMAKERS Northampton ARTISTS' SUPPLIES PAINTS — WALLPAPER — GLASS PIERCE'S PAINT STORE 196 Main St. Northampton Congratulations to the Graduates FINES ARMY NAVY STORE 37 Main St. Northampton Compliments of THE CLASS OF # 54 Compliments of ROBERT NEWELL Class of '41 RUBY'S FURNITURE STORES, Inc. Northampton's Largest and Most Beautiful Furniture Store Tel. 4200 15 Bridge Street Northampton PADDOCK'S CLEANERS and TAILORS Suits Made to Order $47.50 and Up FLORENCE, MASS. For the young fellow who graduates this year we have everything that he needs for this important occasion. MERRITT CLARK & CO. NORTHAMPTON Compliments of KING'S PAINT & PAPER STORE 157 Main Street Northampton Congratulations and continual success in the future. This is the wish of the leading men's and boys' wearing apparel store in Northampton. HARRY DANIELS ASSOCIATES WARD MILLER Westinghouse and Norge Refrigerators York Boiler Burner Units Oil Burners & Service HOME INSULATION 14 Center St., Northampton Tel. 2123-R MANHAN POTATO CHIP CO., Inc. NORMA LEE CANDIES 92 King St. Tel. 771 Northampton Compliments of HATHAWAY & CULVER LUMBER Tel. 219 Williamsburg, Mass. Compliments of TREMBLAY DRUG CO. THE REXALL STORE M. L. SENDER, Ph.G., Reg. Ph., Prop. 131 Main Street Florence, Massachusetts LONGTIN'S FLORENCE STORE 90 Maple St. Men's and Boys' Clothing Furnishings — Footwear Compliments of CARL'S APPAREL SHOP 11 No. Maple St. Florence Compliments of BREGUET'S SERVICE STATION FLORENCE, MASS. Stop at The MODEL BAKERY For Tasty Pastry 82 Maple Street Florence 165 Main Street Northampton Compliments of HERLIHY'S STORE 76 Maple St. Florence Compliments 0/ BISBEE BROTHERS Get Our Prices on Everything You Need Tel. Williamsburg 271 and Chesterfield 2145 Compliments of JONES THE FLORIST Haydenville, Massachusetts TEL. 4331 - 4333 BEEBE'S LUNCH A GOOD PLACE TO EAT ICE CREAM and BEVERAGES Berkshire Trail Haydenville A. L. BEEBE, Prop. Compliments of BEAVER BROOK POULTRY FARM LEEDS, MASS. Compliments of W. E. KELLOGG <£ SON DAIRY and POULTRY PRODUCTS Tel. 3631 Williamsburg WAR BONDS and STAMPS WILLIAMSBURG POST OFFICE COMPLETE TREE AND LANDSCAPING SERVICE BALTZER TREE SERVICE Tel. 44-W 261 King Street Northampton, Mass. Compliments of GUSETTI'S Compliments of Compliments of MORIN'S BARBER SHOP J. R. MANSFIELD & SON FUNERAL HOME HAYDENVILLE, MASS. South Main Street Haydenville j. f. McAllister Compliments of ESSO SERVICENTER ' Gasolines — Motor Oil — Tires CHUCK'S RADIO SHOP Batteries — Accessories Route 9 Haydenville HAYDENVILLE, MASS. Compliments of SOCONY SERVICE STATION O'BRIEN'S PAINT SHOP DIAL 275 Phone 4751 HAYDENVILLE Williamsburg, Massachusetts Best Wishes to CLASS OF '51 WILLIAMSBURG FUEL <& ICE COMPANY Compliments of THE CEDAR CHEST 177 Main St. Northampton Compliments and Best Wishes to the CLASS OF 1951 JACK AUGUST NORTHAMPTON Compliments of ANN AUGUST <& COMPANY Compliments of BASILE ELECTRIC T. V. - RADIOS and APPLIANCES 180 Main Street Tel. 380G Compliments of MARIE'S GOSHEN INN FLAGSTONE BULLDOZING GEORGE D. JUDD WALLS — TERRACES — WALKS Goshen, Mass. Tel. Williamsburg 4893 PLEASANT TIME SHOP Watches Rings Diamonds EXPERT WATCH REPAIRING 165 Main Street Northampton Congratulations to the Graduating Class of 1951 FOSTER FARRAR COMPANY YOUR HARDWARE STORE 162 Main Street Tel. 11 THE WHALE INN The whale he swam around the ocean And landed Jonah up in Goshen Compliments of THE BEE HIVE STORE SHOES — CLOTHING — FURNISHINGS 29 Main Street Northampton W. N. POTTER GRAIN STORES, Inc. WIRTHMORE FEEDS BUILDING SUPPLIES Northampton, Mass. Tel. 228 MORIARTY BROTHERS FURNITURE NORTHAMPTON SERIO'S PHARMACY COSIMO SERIO, Reg. Phar. Tel. 980 63 State Street Noithampton, Mass. Compliments of HAMPSHIRE LUMBER COMPANY DIDONNA CLEANERS and DYERS QUALITY CLEANING Tel. 323 56 Ma'ket Street Northampton, Mass. WILLIAMSBURG MOTOR SALES TYDOL GAS CAR WASHING — S&H GREEN STAMPS LUBRICATION — AUTO REPAIRS Phone 576 Williamsburg Compliments of THE LUNCH BOX Compliments of THE HAYDENVILLE CO. Compliments of SUNSHINE FEED STORE Tel. 2200 King Street Northampton "A Wayne Feed for Every Need" COUNTRY MARKET R. WATLING. Prop MEATS — GROCERIES Haydenville, Mass. Compliments of REARDON BROS. HAYDENVILLE Compliments of WARREN TOWER HICKEY'S ICE CREAM BAR Cigarettes — Magazines Cigars — Newspapers Swift's Ice Cream Bridge Street Haydenville WOOD & STRAND JEWELERS Northampton WATCHES Elgin Hamilton Bulova Whittnauer Longines Omega DIVIDED PAYMENTS All Kinds of ROUGH and FINISHED LUMBER LATHE DOWELS BANDSAWING PACKARD BROTHERS Goshen Tel. Williamsburg 4073 Compliments of FRANCIS DRESSER, JR. EXPERT RADIO REPAIR PROMPT SERVICE Goshen, Mass. Tel. Williamsburg 4895 Compliments of A FRIEND WM. BAKER & SON GENERAL MERCHANDISE Service — Courtesy — Satisfaction Telephone 2341 Chesterfield Compliments of H. D. STANTON GENERAL MERCHANDISE West Chesterfield Telephone 2523 Compliments of S. A. HEALY AND SONS West Chesterfield SNYDER'S EXPRESS TRUCKING and EXCAVATING Worthington, Massachusetts GO TO BRANDLE'S FIRST To Save Time and Trouble for Your PRESCRIPTIONS Main Street Northampton Compliments of C. F. JENKINS ICE CREAM — STATIONERY GREETING CARDS — MEDICINES TWIN CEDAR NURSERY EVERGREENS — PERENNIALS ORNAMENTAL SHRUBS LANDSCAPING Williamsburg PHOTO BY JONES For Expert Photographic Work ] Call Williamsburg 543 E. I. GLARE & SON NEW ENGLAND'S OLDEST JEWELRY STORE Established 1785 Compliments of A FRIEND Compliments of CWVc<Saffwm'sO 150-154 Main Street Northampton Compliments of MILTON RICE Williamsburg, Massachusetts Tel. 4603 HERBS and ANNUALS CHOICE PERENNIALS For Rock Garden and Border HOUSE PLANTS VILLAGE HILL NURSERY Williamsburg, Massachusetts COLONIAL CLEANERS Quality Cleaning — Dyeing Weekly Pickup — Delivery Service CARL SYLVESTER Tel. 247 4 Main Street Williamsburg Compliments of PACKARD'S SODA SHOPPE G. J. MORRISON PRESCRIPTION OPTICIAN 163 Main — Opposite McCallum's Northampton's Optician NORTHAMPTON COMMERCIAL COLLEGE Founded 1896 In a period of national emergency the well-trained can be of greatest service to our country. To make it possible for young men and women to complete their education sooner, we are offering an accelerated program which will allow one-half semester's work to be completed during the summer. Seniors may register for either the July or September Terms. Northampton Massachusetts New England Printing Co*, Inc. PHONE QUALITY SERVlCr 'Designers & 'Producers 2609 Rear 20 Arnold St. Westfield, Mass. Compliments of HELEN J. TODD INTERIOR DECORATOR HELEN TODD'S FABRIC MART Phone 418 16 Crafts Avenue Northampton, Mass. Compliments of BROOK'S GARAGE GOSHEN, MASS. Compliments of Compliments of CARLSON'S THE BOOTERY NORTHAMPTON Northampton, Mass. ATHLETIC SUPPLIES Compliments of PURSEGLOVE'S MACDONALD'S SHOE SHOP 15 State Street Northampton 185 Main Street Northampton Compliments of Compliments of A FRIEND A FRIEND Compliments of DR. O. T. DEWHURST OPTOMETRIST TER - CAN - GA - KNOLL Tel. 184-W GOSHEN, MASS. 201 Main Street Northampton, Mass. Compliments of HAMPSHIRE MOTOR SALES SALES — SERVICE 286 King Street Northampton, Mass. R. E. CHAPMAN CO. ARTESIAN and GRAVEL PACKED WELLS Oakdale, Massachusetts Telephone Amherst 92-W Edwin E. Wolfe NORTHAMPTON PLUMBING and HARDWARE SUPPLY CO., Inc. Northampton Tel. 4250 ACME AUTO BODY Tel. 3710 220 King Street Northampton, Mass. Compliments of PARKER and SON PLANTS and FLOWERS Chesterfield, Mass. FLOWER HILL Cockers Blacks — Blacks and Tans Our Specialty Irene and Tom Breen Chesterfield, Mass. Every Day Is Thrift Day at A. & P. Compliments of SONTAG SUNOCO STATION SUNOCO GAS — OIL — TIRES and ACCESSORIES South Main Williamsburg Compliments of A FRIEND Compliments oi R. F. BURKE Williamsburg, Massachusetts Complimen: MORRIS CLARK Compliments of W. E. & W. O. McAVOY FLORENCE AUTO CLINIC Growers of Gladiolus of Distinction PRACTICAL AUTOMOBILE REPAIRING The Number One Flower of the Age QUALITY USED CARS Corms and Cut Flowers in Season E. Filkins F. A. 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High School graduates with college entrance deficiencies may make them up at this special session. Compliments of F. N. GRAVES & SONS, Inc. WILLIAMSBURG THE RED MILL Nancy <S Ludger's Home Atmosphere HOME COOKED FOODS Open Daily 12 Noon — 12 Midnight Monday 6 P. M. — 12 Midnight Route 9 Williamsburg PERSONALIZED PORTRAITS and it's all done with Lights! There's magic in lights .... add a light here, place a spot- light there, and your portrait takes on the appearance of real form and individuality. Your Vantine photographer knows how lighting effects can be best used .... How easily they can reflect your personality. Your Vantine photographer knows how to secure the sharply etched photograph your engraver desires of the impor- tant senior year .... The victories of the athletic teams .... The brilliance of social occasions .... The Prom .... The plays .... The debates .... The expression of everyday life on the campus. 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